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The Dream ~Psychosis~

December 27, 2008 on 1:09 am | In Oneshots/stories, Stuff | 2 Comments

She never did what they told her to… They’ll never see her dream come true.

Your fabulous invention… She remembers what they said when she was young.

What strange imagination shown… She knows what they think of her now.

Your glorious intentions… There’s a sea of doubt beneath her own. They’ll never know what she wants.

She sits in her room, planning something out on paper. She writes, and draws, and doodles strange markings all over her page. her body is covered in scars, tattoos, markings from this strange language only she knows. It is uncertain the depth of her psychosis, but it is certain that she isn’t normal. Something is wrong with her, but they don’t know what.

You’re not the first to dream this little girl. She hears his voice, speaking to her in her mind, and she smiles. She knows him well, and she loves him. He is the only one who talks to her anymore. She is the only one who understands the strange language he speaks.

You know its never happened once in this world… She nods in reply, and says something in her strange tongue. It comes out raspy, and emotionless. She draws out every syllable. She likes how her voice sounds, for some reason. The nurse hurries into the room, and listens to her speaking. She ignores the nurse’s voice, and focuses on his voice.

It never crossed my mind that one so young could hope to find… She loves him more than anything. She continues speaking to him, and almost hears the nurse calling her name. She doesn’t remember her name anymore. She doesn’t remember who she is. She doesn’t care anyway. The only name she needs to remember is his name, because he is the only thing left in her world that matters.

A power greater than my own… She wants him, she wants to be with him… she wants to know what it feels like to be so high. She takes her pen, sharp and pointy, and begins drawing on her body again. They stopped trying to prevent her from damaging herself. They know its useless by now. They know there is nothing they can do to keep her away from him. This feeling, these marking, this writing, this language…Â it makes her feel closer to him.

Now she flies over clouds in twilight skies…

Nothing to bind her, no one will find her this high…

Far above the rainy weather…

All plans have come together…

And for the first time, she feels just fine…

She will find him someday, and they will be together forever. They will love each other, and they will dance together amongst the fire and brimstone of Hell. They will laugh, and play, and talk. They will love each other… They will love each other…

She will obey, she will follow… She will do everything for him, because he is all she remembers, and he is all that matters.